Sorry for the long story, but due to the layers, it requires some explanation:
Several years ago, my dog was diagnosed with cancer right after Thanksgiving. A few weeks later & right before Christmas, my father had a sudden heart attack & passed away. About a month later (& 2 weeks after my birthday), my dog's cancer had grown from the size of a tangerine to the size of a grapefruit in his lung and it was time to say goodbye. I had just lost the 2 males that loved me unconditionally. Three days later, I had to leave for a month long project out of state.
By my computer in the living room, there was the ottoman that my dog (Max) slept on. Above & beside my computer, were old black & white photos of relatives, with a photo of my dad directly by the computer (& the dog ottoman).
Three weeks after returning from my month-long project, I drove from Atlanta to Tulsa to pick up a new doberman that a co-worker of my brother's was giving up for adoption.
When I got back to Atlanta, strange things started happening: my new doberman (Sasha) didn't really want to sit on the ottoman. I finally got her to get up on the ottoman when I was at the computer, as it was right next to the computer & I could pet her when I wasn't typing. Right after shutting off my computer, it would TURN BACK ON AGAIN by itself! Sasha would jump off the ottoman and run to whatever room I was in. I'd go back to the computer, shut it down completely ... and it would come back ON after I would walk away! I would have to shut it off 3 or 4 times to get it to stay off and this went on for a few weeks.
The first few days, it was freaking me out (& my dog too). I asked a friend (computer wiz) how this was happening. (This guy sold his software company to Bill Gates in the 1990's, so I was asking an expert.) The only technical explanation he had was that there was an electrical surge, but the rest of the electricity in the room & house never flickered, so there was NO surge.
I know it was my dad & my 1st doberman just wanting me to be at the computer so they could watch over me.
After that, I would LAUGH when the computer would turn itself back on. This happened for a few more weeks and I was kinda sad when it stopped. Guess they both knew I was going to be okay & how Sasha was wonderful "grief therapy".